I got up around 10:30am, and had a message on my machine. I checked it out and Stef had left a message saying her daughter was in need and wondered if...I could show up around 12. Luckily I still had my table there, so all I had to do was eat a bite of breakfast, take a shower, grab some fresh sheets and I was headed back to work. Semi nervous, I knocked on the door and awaited for it to open. I didn't even know her name.A minute passed by, and I could hear the rustling of footsteps coming down. So i rested in same position and don’t know when i drifted off to sleep . In the morning when i woke up aunt was not in the bed .after some time aunt came into the room with a cup of coffee and asked me to get up as it was my study time . When i was drinking my eyes went to her nighty i came to know that it is not dream but in real i had done all acts, but was eager to know her response . When her attention went to her torn nighty she enquired why it was torn now i said what happened in the. I notice one of her hands has left my asscheek and I feel it sliding between us. Her silky panties being pulled to the side allows the pent up heat from her pussy to radiate out onto my cockhead. As I thrust forward, her heels spur me on as I drill my hard cock as deeply inside her as possible. Finally being buried balls deep inside her grasping slick channel, we both moan as my cock bottoms out inside her. My swollen cockhead bumps against her cervix making her moan even louder. As my cock. Yes, he thought, we could take her a lot further than we did last night. He was almost physically trembling with excitement as he typed out a few quick lines in response to the men’s emails: “Yes, I agree entirely with your suggestions re. forcing my wife to eat stinking shit-filth. Let’s organise something.”Over the next few days, a flurry of emails circulated between Chuck and the two men, each one ever more foul and disgustingly vile than the preceding one. Some of.